Time seemed to fly by, and family sex had been well and truly off the menu for some time. Emily’s youngest, Angela was approaching four years old and Mark was coming up to six and her hands were full in more than one sense of the word.

At least Darren had stepped up to the bar and was now giving her a good fucking when she needed it, but he never did seem to be possessive enough and so it was down to Emily and her parents to come up with constructive ways for them to get together.

With the kids getting older by the minute, the whole family had decided on a week's break to Centre Parks. It was a lodge-style holiday resort, centred around activities for the kids, a real family holiday resort. Having her parents there would be a welcome break for her and Darren – that was the excuse for the holiday. The main reason for Emily to have her parents there was for her, not to look after her kids.

The lodge had plenty of space for two families and two kids. And as with all these lodge-style holidays, the sex noises, through the paper-thin walls would have to be kept to a minimum.

Mornings were their usual time, specifically breakfast. She would be up early and he would often wander into the kitchen to help. The moment he turned the corner there would be several furtive glances to the adjoining corridor to make sure no one was coming. Emily would often let her dad cut some tomatoes while she slid her hand into his trunks to cop a feel of his wonderful cock. She’d squeeze it and stroke it and wish she could drop to her knees and suck on it but anyone could have come running around that corner at any time.

His enjoyment was slipping his hands between her dressing gown to cop a feel of her ample breasts.

That was the extent of their contact except for a ride down the water shute. The water shute is a very large water slide that starts in the open air and ends in the indoor swimming pool area. It’s quite some distance from one end to the other. Emily and her dad went off the slide together, leaving enough space between her kids and the rest of the family. Matt ended up steadying himself by grabbing Emily’s breast on the way down, but at one point he slipped ahead, and they found themselves slipping over an inclined shute with Matt’s head between her legs. By the time they hit the deeper water, his face was shoved into her pussy. It was hard for Emily not to grab his head and keep it there, but she had to let it go and let him drift away from her. They laughed and giggled, hiding their intense passion and naughtiness for one another in humour.

Often she would tell her father how much she needed his cock; the tone of desperation evident in her voice.

Of course, the two women got away with murder. Sharing the same shower, when everyone needed to get ready quickly or using the same family changing rooms at the swimming pool. She loved her mother as much as her father, but when all was said and done, she was a cock-hungry woman at heart.

Life was awkward when her mother found out about the two of them. It was one of those days when her mother had left to go shopping. Emily was doing her homework that evening and her dad was in his office at home. Her father watched his wife leave the house, watched the car pull away from the drive and waited for it to disappear around the bend in the road. He then closed the door and headed towards Emily’s room.

“We’ve got about twenty minutes,” he told her.

Emily looked up from the books on the table stood up and stripped her T-shirt off in one go. Her father dived into her breast flesh and sucked and squeezed them while she lowered her skirt and ripped her panties down to her ankles.

Emily was on her knees, naked as the day she was born, sucking her father’s cock and stroking his balls when the bedroom door opened.

“Emily, have you seen your fa…”

It took all of Emily’s concentration to prevent biting down on her father’s cock. She pulled her mouth off his length and stared into her mother’s eyes. Matt looked at his wife and reached down for his trousers to make himself decent, but nothing would have worked in that situation.

Maggie left the room, and the house and went for a walk leaving Matt and his daughter fraught with the potential fallout of being caught. At least he wasn’t balls deep in her ass or cunt.

Maggie went to stay with her sister for a few days, to mull over the situation as she put it. She wondered whether she could ever live in that house, and she contemplated leaving them to it. Several things prevented her from doing that; firstly she loved Emily; secondly, she loved her husband; thirdly, her lesbian tendencies had been suppressed since she married Matt; and lastly, she reasoned that it was as much Emily’s decision to have sex with her father, as it was for him to have sex with her.

Maggie returned to the house. The atmosphere was frigid at best. Polite conversations echoed around the four walls despite everyone being happy they were back together. The elephant in the room had not been addressed until four days later. Maggie stood in the lounge, while Emily and her dad watched the television.

“I need you two to come with me,” she told them and walked up the stairs to the bedroom.

Emily and Matt caught up with Maggie outside Emily’s bedroom.

“Take your clothes off and go in there,” she ordered Emily.

“Mum, what are you saying,” Emily replied.

Maggie pointed to the room, “You heard me.”

Matt was doing his best to make sense of what was going on, but he failed miserably.

Emily did as she was told, stripped naked and went into her bedroom.

“On your knees,” her mother demanded, before turning to her husband Matt.

“You,” she said, “get your cock out and feed it to your daughter.”

Matt swallowed hard, looking into her eyes all the time. He did as he was told and stood next to Emily with a less-than-impressive hard-on. He was nervous, wondering what was going to happen, but hoping that everything would resolve itself in the end.

“What are you waiting for?” she aimed the question at Emily.

Emily started to suck on her father’s bell end, her eyes fixed on her mother who watched them intently. Her father’s cock started to respond, it grew inch by inch with the invading blood.

Maggie felt her nipples harden, her pussy leaked and her breathing become more laboured. She stripped naked to the leering gazes of both her daughter and husband. By the time she was naked, Matt’s cock was fully erect. She walked up to Emily, raised her from the floor and pushed her flying onto the bed. By the time Emily had landed, Maggie was upon her.

Maggie’s lesbian tendencies kicked in, she reasoned that if her daughter was good enough for her husband then she was good enough for her too. Maggie gave Emily no time to reason as to what was happening. She knelt on the edge of the bed, prised her legs apart and tongued her slit in earnest, taking only a moment to look over her shoulder and tell her husband to fuck her.

With an unbelievable look on his face, Matt slipped his cock into his wife as she lapped at her daughter’s pussy. He felt like he was in heaven, not realising that his wife felt the same.

The only person who was unsure at first was Emily, but her cries of lick-it, and oh-God-I’m-cumming-mum was a testament to the fact that she had come around to a very new way of family life.

Since that time, they have all got along famously, but Emily always had more of a soft spot for her father than her mother.  After all, she was daddy’s girl first.

On one of the chillier mornings on their holiday, Darren suggested that he and Matt take the children to one of the activities and spend all afternoon with them. He even suggested that Emily and Maggie get some pampering done at the spa facility. Both women looked at each other and almost simultaneously said, “Nah, too expensive.”

Emily concluded that she and her mum would spend some quality time with a glass of wine and stay in the cosy confines of the lodge. The women looked at each other like it was their birthday and Christmas rolled into one.

“Do, I have to go,” said Matt. Knowing full well what the answer would be.

As soon as the door closed, the bottle was opened, glasses poured and they sipped the wine on the sofa. The peace and quiet were unbelievable. Emily slipped away quietly and returned wearing sexy lingerie. Her mother smiled and excused herself. She returned wearing a silk top that just about came down to her pussy.

Maggie sipped the wine as she sat down beside her daughter. A leering smile crept across her face.

“Shall we set the alarm for an hour,” she said.

“Good idea,” replied Emily, “though they did say they would be gone over three hours.”

Maggie smiled, “I said I’d be gone shopping for a while back in the day and looked what happened then.”

Emily nodded, smiled and leaned into her mother for a lingering kiss. The glasses were discarded, and hands started groping and sliding over their bodies. The moaning started in earnest when Maggie slipped her finger along Emily’s wet slit.

“Didn’t take you long, did it?” she said, raising her eyebrows, and noticing how soaked Emily was.

Emily had opened Maggie’s silk top and had dipped her head down to suck her nipple when Maggie’s finger entered her. Maggie loved having her breasts played with and especially her nipples sucked and pinched, something that Emily had found out from the start and every time they got together she made a point of satisfying her mother with just her mouth. Emily was on the point of orgasm when her mum told her not to stop. Emily’s other hand came upon the other nipple and she pinched hard before rubbing it between her forefinger and thumb. She sucked hard on the one in her mouth. She waited for those words that would make her smile.

“I’m going to cum,” announced Maggie. Emily shot up on all fours, pushing her mother onto her back and gathered both breasts with her hands, she pushed them together and started sucking and pinching both nipples at the same time.

Maggie was in the throes of orgasm by the time Emily had slid off her body and spread her thighs. Her tongue found her clit and she flicked at it and lapped the full length of her tongue over her swollen labia. She started to push a finger into her mother’s cunt but Maggie’s second orgasm found her wriggling and writhing, and her ass was bouncing off the sofa as she climaxed.

Emily felt needy, and instead of fingering her mother, she cupped her sex and rubbed the palm of her hand against it.

Maggie eventually slipped off the sofa and grabbed her daughter’s hand. She headed for the bedroom where she pushed Emily onto the bed. Maggie’s body covered her and they started kissing. Soft and gentle at first and then passionately as their bodies responded. Emily knew the drill from here on. She had experienced it many times.

Maggie slipped down to suckle on her daughter’s ample tits, she sucked and squeezed them, then descended further until she was showering kisses over her belly button. Emily’s thighs were spread wide, and kisses lavished the soft skin of her before a tongue entered her hot sex. Emily’s hands grasped her mother’s long hair, rolling it into a ball.

Two of Maggie’s fingers entered her daughter’s cunt She curved them upward and rocked them into her while sucking on her clit.

The orgasm was fast and explosive. But the best bit was that Maggie placed her spare arm over her daughter’s stomach, pinning her to the bed and with two fingers caressing her pussy and a mouth clasped to her clit there was nowhere for Emily to go.

Emily suffered one pleasurable orgasm after another. After the fourth one, she tried to wriggle out of the hold, but she wasn’t going anywhere. She finally relented and allowed her mother to suck and fuck her many more until her body just shuddered with each powerful climax.

Emily knew it was going to happen, she knew her mother loved pushing her to new heights and this opportunity was just too good to be true. Emily was pushed from one orgasm to another. It was relentless and her body weakened with every pleasurable climax.

Maggie eventually pulled her mouth off Emily’s clit. She stood up and allowed Emily to climb into the centre of the bed. In her exhausted state, that took a few moments. Maggie climbed on top of her, straddling one of her thighs and lifting the other into the air to rest between her breasts. She clung to it and started rocking her body. Their clits clashed together in a symphony of moans.

Maggie needed to get off, she relished the washed-out look on her daughter’s face as she just lay there like a used rag doll. Emily was about to be used again, but this time for Maggie’s pleasure.

Maggie rocked her body to maximise clit contact. She didn’t expect Emily to climax again, so the whole fucking motion was for her benefit only. She let herself remember the first time she introduced Emily to tribbing, it was just after her father had fucked her, and Emily’s clit was ablaze with sensations. She came hard and fast that night.

At that moment though, it was Maggie that was cumming hard and fast on her daughter's prostrate body, her moaning and vigorous movements had awoken Emily and she was pushing her cunt up to meet her mother’s fucking. Emily’s hands came upon her mother’s breasts and tweaked her nipples in response to the urgent need. Maggie came hard but kept up the fucking motion until she collapsed on top of her daughter.

Kisses flooded over their lips as they rested together, just kissing and fondling each other. They both jumped out of their skins when the alarm sounded until they realised that it was the one they had set an hour ago.

Both of them headed to the shower together, though Emily couldn’t help but fondle her mother’s breasts while pretending to soap and clean her. It was the tell-tale kisses on the back of the neck that told Maggie that the caressing was of a sexual nature.

Both of the women had dressed and were back sitting on the sofa drinking the same wine when the doors crashed open and everyone piled into the lodge.

“So, what did you two get up to then?” asked Matt with more than a glint of wickedness in his eye. He loved putting the pair of them under pressure in this way.

“Just chilling, talking, and drinking wine,” Maggie raised the glass in the air and followed it with a wink and a knowing smile.

Matt noticed that Maggie’s hair was wet, he noticed the smile, and he knew he’d get the full details later that evening.